RNP Chapter 23 Taking on Disciples!
Chapter 23 Taking on Disciples!
"Injuries are inevitable during a match! None of the Shrek Academy students were seriously injured; with a few days of proper care, they will recover!"
His voice was deep and resonant, like a tuning hammer.
"This matter ends here. Anyone who dares to disregard the competition rules and attack participating students again, regardless of their status, will be severely punished!"
"His Majesty!"
Liu Erlong suddenly looked up, his eyes still bloodshot, his resentment and anger almost bursting forth.
Her little Wu, and all the children she treated like her own, lay pale-faced on the ground! That brat Yang Teng was so ruthless…
"Two dragons!"
Yu Xiaogang suddenly reached out and gripped Liu Erlong's arm tightly.
His voice was extremely low, yet it carried an unprecedented sternness and a barely perceptible tremor.
"Calm down! Do you want Shrek Academy to be disqualified? Do you want Xiao San and the others to get hurt for nothing?!"
Liu Erlong shuddered as he met Yu Xiaogang's eyes, which, though weak in soul power, were now filled with complex emotions.
There was heartache, helplessness, and even a pleading tone of dissuasion.
Finally, she let out a muffled groan of resentment through gritted teeth, shook off Yu Xiaogang's hand, but did not make any further moves, only biting her lower lip tightly.
Flander also stepped forward and bowed deeply in the direction of Emperor Snow Night.
"Your Majesty, please calm down. We acted rashly in the heat of the moment and lost our composure. We will take the children down to receive treatment."
As he spoke, he gestured to the teachers, including Jiangzhu, who had rushed over, to quickly go up on stage and lift the person.
A battle that nearly escalated into a melee between Soul Saints was quelled under the intense pressure of Emperor Xueye.
Tianshui College, led by Dean Shui Yunxia, quietly withdrew from the event.
Shui Bing'er and the others wore expressions of joy at their victory, but more than that, they felt regret, because they hadn't really participated at all from beginning to end.
Yang Teng and Gu Yuena are just too strong!
Yang Teng silently took in these micro-expressions.
Back at Shrek Academy, the atmosphere was terribly oppressive. The humiliation of being forced to swallow her anger was like a poisonous thorn in the heart of every Shrek student.
Liu Erlong stood alone at the end of the corridor, watching the twilight deepen outside the window, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
Flander walked over, patted her on the shoulder, seemed to want to say something, but in the end just sighed.
"Erlong, it's a relief that the children are alright. That Yang Teng... and that Gu Yuena, their backgrounds are definitely not simple. Even the Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall probably can't compare to them."
"I don't care what their background is!"
Liu Erlong abruptly interrupted him, her voice filled with suppressed anger.
"Flander, did you see the look in Xiao Wu's eyes before she fainted? And Mu Bai, Xiao San, and those other brats... especially that Yang Teng!"
She turned around, her eyes burning with fierce flames.
"I, Liu Erlong, will remember this humiliation! There will be a long future ahead, and I will make him pay tenfold, a hundredfold, for what he did today!"
It's late at night!
Everyone else was either exhausted and asleep or resting in their rooms, but Liu Erlong was wide awake. She gently pushed open the door to Xiao Wu's room.
Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating the girl's pale face. Xiao Wu lay quietly, her long scorpion braid spread out beside her pillow. Her usually bright eyes were tightly closed, and her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she still felt uneasy in her dream.
Liu Erlong sat on the edge of the bed, and the rage in his heart was gradually replaced by a deep affection and heartache.
She reached out and gently stroked the smooth scorpion braid, her movements careful.
"My little Wu..."
She murmured softly, her voice gentle enough for only herself to hear.
"Don't be afraid, Mommy's here. Sleep well, everything will be alright when you wake up."
"I'm sorry you had to suffer today... that little bastard Yang Teng..."
Her gentle tone suddenly turned cold, chilling to the bone.
"Mom will definitely avenge you and everyone else!"
"How do you plan to spend it?"
At that moment, a cold, flat female voice, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, suddenly rang out in the silent room.
The sound didn't come from outside the door; it seemed to be right next to Liu Erlong's ears, even... resonating deep within her consciousness!
"Who?!"
She instantly scanned every corner of the room, but it was empty!
But that chilling feeling of being watched and targeted was incredibly real! Danger! Utter danger!
Without the slightest hesitation, Liu Erlong smashed through the window and rushed out into the night sky!
The moonlight was cold and clear. Liu Erlong hovered in mid-air, her soul rings appearing and disappearing. A fiery dragon phantom lore was faintly visible behind her as she vigilantly sensed her surroundings.
Then, she saw it.
Not far away, at the top of a tall tree, a slender silver figure stood quietly.
The moonlight, like water, poured over her, her waist-length silver hair shimmering with a faint glow, and her purple eyes, shining in the night, calmly looked down at her.
This person is Gu Yuena, but she used some means to make it impossible for Liu Erlong to see her clearly.
Gu Yuena didn't seem to have any intention of making a move. She just watched her quietly, her gaze calm and unwavering, yet it made Liu Erlong feel a strange pressure.
"You want to..."
"Mental disorder!"
Gu Yuena parted her red lips slightly and uttered four words without making any further movements.
"Well……"
Liu Erlong let out a short, muffled groan, and the soul power she had gathered instantly dissipated, the phantom of the crimson dragon flickering uncertainly.
She felt dizzy, had a splitting headache, and her consciousness seemed to sink rapidly as if into a swamp.
Pfft!
This notorious and hot-tempered killer, who dominated the Soul Master world, fell straight down from mid-air without even touching the hem of his opponent's clothes, completely losing consciousness.
Gu Yuena stood on the treetop, her silver hair fluttering slightly in the wind, her purple eyes glancing at the unconscious Liu Erlong on the ground.
Then her figure blended into the silver ripples of moonlight and disappeared quietly, as if she had never existed.
……
Meanwhile, in a bustling area of Tiandou City, inside an exquisitely decorated dessert shop filled with sweet aromas.
It was already night, and there weren't many customers in the store. The warm yellow lights created a cozy atmosphere.
Yang Teng sat alone by the window, with more than a dozen exquisite little cakes displayed on the table in front of him.
The cakes come in various colors and have adorable shapes.
"Yang Teng!"
A low growl filled with anger shattered the tranquility of the dessert shop.
At the entrance, Liu Qingfeng barged in with a hostile expression, followed by Tie Zhan, the titled Douluo and guardian of the Barak Kingdom.
Liu Qingfeng pointed at Yang Teng, his fingers trembling with anger.
"You! How dare you deceive this prince!"
"Senior Tie, teach this arrogant brat a lesson!"
Tie Zhan's face remained expressionless, but he secretly scoffed inwardly.
If it weren't for the kindness Liu Qingfeng's father had shown him back then, with his title as a Douluo and his status as the Guardian of the Nation, why would he spend his days fooling around with such an incompetent prince?
He stepped forward, his gaze falling on Yang Teng. The scenes from the daytime competition resurfaced in his mind: the bizarre "spatial lock" and the soul ring configuration that defied common sense.
"Kid!"
Tie Zhan spoke, his voice low and deep.
"Today's match was very exciting."
He paused for a moment, then said, "Your talent and strength are unparalleled in my life. I'll give you a chance to become my disciple, how about it?"
"what?"
Liu Qingfeng almost thought he had misheard, and suddenly turned to look at Tie Zhan, his mouth agape as if he could fit an egg in it.
"Senior Tie, you..."
"Shut up."
Tie Zhan glanced at Liu Qingfeng indifferently. Even a trace of the power of a Title Douluo was enough to silence Liu Qingfeng, who was at the Soul Master level, instantly, and he broke out in a cold sweat.
Liu Qingfeng suddenly realized that the person in front of him was a Title Douluo! No matter how dissatisfied he was, he dared not disobey him to his face.
The shop assistants hid behind the counter, not daring to make a sound, and all eyes were focused on Yang Teng.
Yang Teng seemed oblivious to the underlying pressure from Tie Zhan. He even picked up a small silver fork, slowly cut off a piece of chocolate cake, and savored it.
"What if I don't agree?"
Tie Zhan's expression darkened slightly.
As a titled Douluo, he had already shown great respect by taking the initiative to accept a disciple, but he never expected the other party to be so ungrateful.
"Then we can only..."
Tie Zhan's voice turned cold, and the second half of his sentence, "Let me show you what it means to respect your teachers and what it means to be arrogant and ignorant," was not uttered.
"Senior Tie."
A gentle voice came from the doorway, interrupting Tie Zhan's words.
"Are you trying to bully our distinguished guest from the Heavenly Dou Royal Family?"
Tie Zhan frowned and looked in the direction of the sound.
A young man was already standing at the door.
He stood tall and straight, dressed in a well-tailored, elegant gown embroidered with graceful swan patterns in gold thread, which shimmered softly under the light.
He had neat short blond hair, a handsome face, and a gentle yet noble temperament. He wore a perfectly measured smile and looked calmly into the store.
It was none other than Xue Qinghe, the Crown Prince of the Heavenly Dou Empire!
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